Why I Hate Steven Moffat

This is probably a hate/love sort of thing because if I really hated Steven Moffat I would stop watching his shows (meaning I would go though some serious withdrawals because Doctor Who and Sherlock are staples in my life). However I cannot forgive him for the emotional trauma I went through on Sunday night when I watched the series two finale of Sherlock. 

I was fine until I watched John break down. If anything was going to get me it would be John. I had a minor moment of panic when that solitary tear ran down Sherlock's face, but I kept it together until John was shouting at Sherlock's headstone; demanding that Sherlock still be alive. Even though I know how the books went, I was still in shock at what had happened and then Moffat pulls one of his famous "What the hell?!?" moments. Thanks for that Moffat, thanks. Like I don't already get enough of those with Doctor Who? By the way, it is also not appropriate to troll the internet. 

Sherlock and AVPS

So, I have been having a great time with my cousin. I have been watching the BBC's tv series Sherlock with her. It has been loads of fun. We have been creating a drinking game for both the series and the movie Sherlock Holmes. We have also had a lot of fun comparing Jim Moriarty to Umbridge from A Very Potter Sequel (just look at the tags for this post...). I am all for a Sherlock/John relationship. They would be perfect together and they already kind of act that way.

On Thursday we went and saw X-Men: First Class. Needless to say I loved it (and now I want to own it and play the drinking game). I love, love, love Charles...did I mention how much I love him? Well I do (it really didn't hurt that he was played by James McAvoy. Love, love, love). However, Kevin Bacon's nose is huge and I couldn't take him seriously as the bad guy...

Thursday after the movie (that I loved, if you couldn't tell that already) cousin and I went to a birthday party for one of my friends. We tried some interesting drink and had an all over good time.

On Friday we sang "Friday" (don't judge), went to Lake Chelan to have yummy lunch (cousin's mom, my mom and their younger sister came with us; it wasn't as much fun as it could have been; Chelan lost its appeal when we found out they were coming and that the guys were going to a Mariners game...-.-), and in the evening we went for a walk followed by watching Eclipse (again don't judge; I also got another blister...).

Saturday we went to Old Navy and Maurices to look at clothes with my sister, mom and one of my mom's friend Amy (who went with to Wicked). Old Navy was having a fun sale and I got a bunch of shirts. Cousin and I then watched Princess and the Frog. Unfortunately we had to go to Aunt K and Uncle D's house for dinner...insert awkward dinner with food that wasn't the best (that always seems to happen there).

Since it is early Sunday now, not much has happened (besides blogging), but later at a decent hour we are taking a secret trip to Leavenworth and then going to lunch at Uncle K and Aunt M's house in Leavenworth (seriously, like all of my mom's siblings and spouses are here along with her parents -.-). It should be just as much fun as last night's dinner. Oh joy.